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ROTTMNT Donatello
Overstimulated/Overworked Donnie x GN! Reader
Fluff/Character comfort
I love Donnie and ik some people need comfort. For me, personally when I get overstimulated, I get super touch sensitive to everything and need to sit on a hard floor and draw small patterns on my hands unless someone does it for me-
~Writer Icy<3
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Things can get busy sometimes, especially with Donatello, the genius of the group, who was often stuck in his lab per usual, surrounded by various gadgets and glowing screens of all his tech. His mind was sharp and relentless and it often pushed him into long hours of inventing and strategizing. It was like his tech and projects to help his brothers or himself in battle, often consumed him.
But recently, there’s been a distraction in the lair. April had introduced Y/n to the guys a little over a year ago and it had been an enjoyable way to make a new friend for them all. Well, everyone except Donnie.
Donnie was never good with feelings, “Yes, Feelings, hot, cold, hungry, sleepy-”
It was hard enough for Mikey to get him to even consider his feelings but Y/n made him feel things he wasn’t used to feeling and it stressed him out. On top of all the projects, ideas and everything piled up for him to work on, he now had his new friend consuming another part of his mind.
One particularly stressful evening, Donatello found himself overwhelmed. His projects were piling up, his mind racing with too many ideas, and the pressure of his responsibilities pressing down on him. He could feel the familiar sense of overstimulation creeping in, the world around him becoming too much to handle. The beeping, whirring and all his tech making noise along with his work mask and anything he put his hands on seemed to make it worse. He sat at his desk, head in his hands, trying to force himself to calm down but it felt like the world was closing in on him, everything feeling too much all at once.
Y/n had gotten to the lair not long after April had told them Donnie had been working for a few days and hadn’t come out unless it was for another cup of coffee. They got their and went straight to Donnie’s lab, knocking softly. Upon not getting an answer, they peeked into the room and spotted the purple clad genius with his head in his hands. They rushed over to him, feeling worried and nervous for their closest terrapin friend.
"Hey, Donnie," they said softly, not wanting to startle him. "You okay?"
Donatello lifted his head, eyes filled with a mixture of frustration and exhaustion as they darted around the room, scanning their friend’s face. He shook his head slowly, unable to find the words to explain how he felt. His hands had been shaking and his breathing was irregular. Y/n knew he would get overworked but they’d never seen him this bad. They walked over and crouched in front of his chair. “Here let's do this differently,” Y/n coaxed him out of his chair and over to a less cluttered area of his lab, letting him sit down on the cold, hard floor.
Sensing his inability to speak, they sat down beside him and put their hands up to show they wouldn't touch him. “Can I touch your shoulder D?” They asked softly. Donnie simply shook his head no and they nodded, understanding he was definitely touch sensitive to almost everything. “Can I sit next to you?” He nodded. It was quiet for a few minutes other than the occasional beeping of his machines. After the silence, Y/n decided to ask,
"Is it your work that's overwhelming you?" Addi asked.
He nodded.
"Too many projects at once?"
Another nod.
"Do you need to take a break from it all?"
A hesitant nod followed.
Y/n smiled softly. "Okay." Their calm and steady presence provided the grounding he needed to slowly calm down.
Eventually, as the tension began to ease, Donatello leaned on Y/n's shoulder, feeling an unfamiliar but comforting sense of peace. Feeling him relax against them, they filled the silence, “Can I try something D?” He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them, looking at her with a mix of confusion and vulnerability and nodded. They gently took his hand and traced soft patterns on top of it. His breathing hitched until he felt his heart rate slow as he realized this was helping him focus on something else other than the things around him.
"Y/n," he began slowly, "I am a smart individual, I could rearrange space if I wanted. I understand the most complex equations and situations...but I don't understand why when it comes to you, things are harder to think about."
Y/n looked at him confused before giving a knowing smile. "Donnie, have you ever thought about the possibility of having feelings for someone?"
Donatello hesitated, then nodded. "Yes but feelings aren't helpful for I, the great Donatello-"
“Donnie,” His heart skipped a beat at their voice. “Donnie. Feelings can be confusing, especially when they're new. You might not understand them to the fullest but they're also a beautiful part of being who we are."
Donatello felt a warmth spread through him, a new kind of understanding dawning. "I... I think I feel things for thou..." he mumbled, not daring to look up at his newly found reason of his feelings.
They smiled, eyes softening as they knew what Donnie meant. "I like you too, Donnie. And if you're comfortable, I can help you figure out whatever feelings you want to understand.” He finally looked up at them, his eyes full of awe as he nodded. They let a soft laugh through their nose as they relaxed on the floor, relishing the feeling of being in one another's calm presence.